BGG

                      “I hope you know.. I hope you know.. that this is nothing to do with you..” I still remember those lines sang by my crush wayback during my HS days. Btw, he’s a gay that’s why he loves to sing that Fergie song. Haha. Well, that’s another story to tell for another time. Since then, after I heard that lines from him, that’s became one of my fave song, and as I repeatedly listen to it, I always loved to hear those last lines saying, “It’s time to be a big girl now, and big girls don’t cry”. Continue reading

A Winning Moment Speech

Happy Monthsary! Happy one month graduate to me. 🙂

             It’s been a month since the day I’ve come up to the stage at Philippine Convention Center last April 25, 2015 to get my   College diploma ‘kuno’. Woooh. Can you just please congratulate me for awhile? LOL. Well, attending commencement exercise is really one of the great event that I will never forget. Chos. Well, what I love about this event moreover than the giving of diplomas is the commencement speech or should I say the Valedictory address or whatever you called that speech. That speech is indeed, an inspiring speech. I just imagine, what if I was given the chance to stand there at the stage in front of many people? In front of those people with different status and with different perspective in life? What kind of inspirational speech would they’ll hear from me? What if, let’s just pretend that there is a raffle draw for that speech, and I imagined I won that draw lots. What would be my speech? Because I am the one who first imagined that, I, of course already prepared for that winning moment. LOL again. So here’s what I prepare… Continue reading

Running the Race

     Do you love running, or should I say do you like running? Are you running at all? If yes, may I ask you, what are you running for?

     I like running, I like playing running with other kids when I was a child, being ahead to them make me feels good, being on top of the race makes me feel better. But you know what, I don’t love running at all, it’s just I run because I want to compete with somebody. When i won, i feel great, when i lose, it’s okay, whether i win or lose, it doesn’t matter at all. Growing up, I still see running as an act of exerting effort to release my body fats, just for the sake of my body to be fit. Running as an act of escaping from something or from someone else. Running as an act of just passing by and cutting the finish line. I run but I don’t have the passion on it… until I’ve realized that I have something to run for where I need passion just to finish it well… the so-called L-I-F-E. Continue reading